Honestly, when I started telling my three friends about it, I presented it to each of them by saying that I'd been rejected by someone I desperately wanted to be with and thought that they were going to offer me support about being rejected. I really didn't think they'd all tell me I was a victim of therapy abuse. I REALLY don't want this to have happened to me. I don't WANT to be a victim of therapy abuse. I don't know how to handle taking on that label in addition to everything else I've been through in my life. I guess that's the real reason I'm so reluctant to admit this happened. He was kind to me and totally appropriate with me for years, even for the first few months after I brought up the transference I felt like things were OK. I don't know how it all fell apart so miserably and I feel desperate to find a way to make it all OK.